328/365 – LA at Night

Thought this may, MAY be a day off. Good try, Tamisiea. Nope. No day off for you. So much writing. So much work. Between personal projects and professional (intern) I have a lot of shit to do. So, blog, screw you. My computer must be used for other purposes.

Let me say this first — It’s pretty damn cool to have an intern boss who wants your opinions, values them and even seeks them out. I read a script today for my internship with Anvil and I know that my opinions on the script are different than my bosses. BUT, I also know that he is aware of this. It’s why we disagree that matters, not that we do.

Anyway . . .

I wanted to take a short moment to defend my new city. So many people say LA is gross. They say that it is trashy and dirty and just miles and miles of concrete and slime — including it’s inhabitants. I disagree, people who’ve never lived here. My favorite part of LA is the night time. I don;t know what it is, but the city feels electric. It has a vibe and a glow that is just cool. I’d like to share that glow with you readers — all 25 of you. This is night time LA: